If aria banks were in your back yard, you too would go into a day dream
If aria banks were in your back yard, you too would go into a day dream
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
Soft all over
No fear of the monster
Look at that, how nice it slides
Claim your big prize
I need a taste to be convinced
You came in red, you'll leave all red
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Don't you just love mornings?
I have my methods, daddy
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Have you met perfection?